Bitter aftertaste - No one likes em.

After a sleepless realisation that some things just remain bitter - like that bitter aftertaste that lingers in your mouth, even after a few washes, in this case a year, which then turned bad and then even offensive on its own accord, i was so glad to be greeted by thousands of sweet and giant percimmons at Carol's farm in Harvey, Bunsbury, Western Australia. Just about an hour and a half's drive south of Perth. (: We decided to take a drive down with the family to visit Carol, who owns a farm with her hubby. They grow percimmons, grapes, herd cattle and some fish there. Upon arrival, we couldn't help but start to harvest some of the "left-over" percimmons in her orchard. Mind you. These were left-overs. The season was ending and there were still a few thousand percimmons left. Seng had his hand at the quad 250 dirt bike, naturally (with aunty carol giving him DIRT BIKE LESSONS@!!!!!!) and i was left with the clippers along with Jessy the dog in the Orchard. Overall we had fun. And my holiday was redeemed. Until now. Go see SENG LEARNING HOW TO RIDE A QUAD and Jessy the dog with thousands of Percimmons HERE >> http://www.flickr.com/photos/maye/show/